E.A.: Man.

my eyes.  Death.  My death.  He came knocking this week…hard.  and now, this black silhouette that tugs at my heart strings crucifies my soul against my need to go on living…


,they are words thou longest to bring forth to thou aching needs—

you finish it.

not sure i can.

not sure.


but if I do I will land on the woman I love and I cannot fall on the most gentle smile, most poetic eyes ever created by God’s brush.

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Joseph Arnone

Joseph Arnone is the founding editor-in-chief of Monologue Blogger. In addition to running MB, Joseph is a filmmaker/producer who has had his films premiere at Festival de Cannes - Court Metrage and Tribeca Cinema's Big Apple Film Festival.

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